Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1037 (First Update) - Atlantic Theater: Fortress-Type Combat Robots

The aircraft carrier floated silently in the ionosphere, at least 180 kilometers above the ground, relying on stealth technology and ionization disturbances caused by solar radiation to conceal its trajectory from potential detection by US radar. Its Void Engines barely maintained thrust, preventing the ship from being pulled towards the ground by gravity. Victoria Hand stood by the bridge window for a long time, where she could see the dark outer space and twinkling stars through the thick, ultraviolet-reflecting armored glass.

Since Latvinia began the war, she had remained in this mobile command post, but every time she saw the magnificent universe, she couldn't help but feel fear—what a magnificent and profound space it was! She gripped the bridge railing tightly, holding her breath, afraid that if she let go, she might fall into that dark blue starry sky. For humanity, is this galaxy, this universe, too vast? Do we really need to venture into the stars, spending our entire lives exploring this cosmos? What kind of courage allowed her monarch to proudly utter the bold words of marching towards the galaxy? What kind of burning ideals and passion, what kind of arrogance and courage dared him to lead all of humanity onto this endless, dark road?

Victoria Hand discovered that she had finally found the greatest difference between her superior and ordinary people: courage. He was sharing his courage with everyone, and every ordinary person would gain his strength. Only the brave could raise their heads to face the unknown starry sky and firmly believe that the human race would eventually rule the galaxy. This might sound like the ravings of a madman, but it undeniably ignited the romantic flame within the human heart. The path was destined to be fraught with thorns, but even with her feet bleeding from the thorns, her monarch still walked forward without hesitation. This courage was perhaps the most admirable quality, not his foresight, wisdom, or strength.

"Ms. Hande".

"I can see it," Victoria Hand responded, pressing her earpiece. At first, it was just a flickering orange-red dot in the dark void outside the porthole, but then these orange dots rapidly approached and magnified. As the assault transport ships, relying on their thick ablative armor, plunged from outer space into the dense atmosphere, the high-temperature plasma flames enveloping the gunships completely blocked any possibility of communication. Among the assault transport ship formation re-entering the atmosphere, five transport aircraft bearing the identification number of the Martian Foundry stood out conspicuously; they were larger and their appearance was completely different from ordinary gunships. "Conduct communications jamming, release the drone swarm," Victoria Hand ordered according to the battle plan. "Strike system activated."

"Yes, ma'am!" the weapons operator shouted, waking up the detection and fire control radars from low power.

The detection system faithfully reflects the status of the aircraft carrier fleet patrolling the Atlantic Ocean onto the computer. The weapons operators, commonly known as gunners, recalibrate the parameters that have already been set for the targets, allowing the guns mounted on the carrier in the sky to lock onto targets on the carrier deck below, such as carrier-based aircraft, close-in weapon systems, radar, and missile launchers. "Strike system ready, engage."

Victoria Hand ran her fingers along the eagle medallion on her collar. "Fire! Bomb them into the sea!"

At her command, the lights on the Skycarrier's bridge dimmed abruptly, and the small plasma reactor and emergency reactor were activated. Thirty seconds after the radar malfunctioned, the ships on the surface were met with the first wave of attacks. The laser main gun mounted in the middle of the Skycarrier fired in an instant, and a missile destroyer was engulfed in flames in the blink of an eye, the high-powered laser burning the hull in two. The ammunition detonation triggered a secondary fuel explosion, thick black smoke slowly rose, and small-scale detonations continued one after another, the broken hull burning and slowly sinking. Before the soldiers on the ships could figure out where the attack came from, hundreds of self-propelled machine gun shells rained down from the sky, precisely targeting the various facilities of the Atlantic Carrier Strike Group, like a rain of fire from the sky, covering the naval fleet with a harsh fiery cloak. Detection equipment, including the AN/SPY-1 3D phased array radar of the Aegis Combat System, suffered varying degrees of hardware damage.

Hundreds of drones equipped with smart munitions followed closely behind, unleashing a barrage of firepower on the ships in the blink of an eye, destroying the vertical launch systems of the three Arleigh Burke-class destroyers. The Virginia-class nuclear-powered attack submarine immediately submerged upon receiving the first attack, but even so, it could not avoid hull damage and hull breaches. After completing its mission, the aircraft carrier's drone swarm immediately switched to cruise mode, establishing a 30-kilometer close-in defense zone around the carrier strike group, completely blocking any potential enemy reinforcements.

Gunships, plunging in from outside the atmosphere, crashed into the sea at a near-vertical angle. Their vertical propulsion engines ignited, granting them incredible maneuverability as they roared past ships horizontally. Genetically modified warriors, clad in power armor and turbojet-powered flight backpacks, leaped from the rear hatches, brandishing explosive guns and chainsaw swords as they stormed the decks of missile destroyers and cruisers, using their overwhelming firepower and man-portable missiles to destroy everything in their path.

Although the soldiers on board organized a counterattack, the genetically modified soldiers, relying on their powerful physiques, agile speed, and well-equipped powered armor, ignored all firepower except for anti-tank missiles. Assault transport boats carrying heavy armored personnel carriers (APCs) dumped armored vehicles onto the deck of the USS George H.W. Bush, each APC spitting out ten genetically modified soldiers. After completing their mission, the APCs advanced along the deck alongside the genetically modified soldiers, using twin-mounted laser cannons in the side turrets and twin-mounted assault guns in the front, rampaging across the deck like a hurricane, providing fire support for the subsequent landing.

The intensity of the war escalated rapidly from the very beginning.

Led by the Imperial Guard's Constantine, the genetically modified soldiers on the aircraft carrier, with shield-wielding warriors as the vanguard, swept through all counter-fire on the deck like spearheads, while the genetically modified soldiers carrying missile launchers and heavy armored personnel carriers targeted the aircraft parked on the carrier's deck.

They had no intention of entering the aircraft carrier through conventional passageways. Even for ordinary people, the passageways on these ships were extremely narrow, let alone for the genetically modified warriors and Imperial Guards clad in power armor. Constantine deployed several genetically modified warriors equipped with fusion weapons to spray highly penetrating, ultra-high-temperature deuterium-tritium fusion gas streams onto the thick deck from specific positions, creating direct attack channels for the troops. The genetically modified warriors on the other three missile destroyers did the same. These fusion weapons, typically used by Martian foundries for cutting metal, can also be miniaturized and mounted on small ships, armored vehicles, and used by individual soldiers. They are among the most advanced and reliable anti-armor weapons currently available, with versions including firearms and bombs, allowing the genetically modified warriors unimpeded movement on the otherwise narrow ships.

After the outermost deck was cut off from the hull, the armor-piercing grenades used by the genetically modified soldiers were thrown inside.

This is also an anti-armor weapon, its main function being to destroy defensive fortifications using a high-temperature, high-pressure metal jet generated by the Munro effect. It is commonly found in high-explosive anti-tank shells and saw its initial application during World War II. Following this are smoke grenades and flashbangs, with genetically modified soldiers entering the ship's cabins to control the situation. Both the Immortal City and Latvinia need manpower, and these trained prisoners of war are the best source of manpower.

Judging from the US military's attitude towards retired soldiers, even if a soldier goes missing, the US military will not make much of a fuss.

Five transport ships landed one after another on the aircraft carrier deck, and a total of five combat robots carrying a large amount of equipment strode out from the ramp hatches. These combat robots had robust steel limbs, and their semi-circular alloy heads, parallel to their shoulder armor, resembled the helmets of spacesuits worn by astronauts in the past, and were equipped with a large number of detection devices. Their ion shields could deflect enemy-fired physical ammunition and energy to a certain extent, providing the fortress-type combat robots with ample time to retaliate. Their melee weapons on both hands could burn any approaching enemy to charcoal or crush them into mincemeat, and they could even fight against heavily armored vehicles. Two bomb cannons, known as "battering rams," leaped from above their shoulders. These bomb cannons had a caliber larger than the heavy bomb machine guns used by genetically modified warriors. Their unique buffer system and complex ammunition feeding device gave these fortress-type combat robots formidable long-range and mobile combat capabilities.

As its name suggests, this weapon was originally designed to destroy enemy fortifications. Its integrated detection system and computer also grant the battering ram cannons close-range anti-aircraft firepower. This firepower was clearly excessive. When the fortress-type combat robots began bombarding the carrier's bridge under orders, the five battering ram cannons opened fire at full power, completing their mission in twenty seconds. The incendiary armor-piercing cannons instantly turned the bridge into an inferno. With the firepower of the genetically modified soldiers already sufficient to destroy all the aircraft on the deck, this firepower was clearly excessive. The commander from the Martian foundry had no choice but to order the fortress-type combat robots to target the nearby missile destroyers, coordinating with the genetically modified soldiers' offensive to clear the enemy forces on the deck.

Victoria Hand stared intently at the timer, growing increasingly anxious as the scheduled time for the operation drew closer.

The battlefield she faced represented only a third of the entire operational plan. The War Council's objective was to completely eliminate American naval power from Europe. Never before in the world had anyone so blatantly attacked a modern American naval fleet. Although she had already struck the missile launch systems, this war still had the potential to escalate into a thermonuclear war. This war was the Immortal City's true declaration of war against the United States. All operational plans were operating at breakneck speed, like gears in an engine, and every department had to cooperate fully to achieve the monarch's expectations.

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(End of this chapter)